Chapter 5 #5
Tides, if I thought I was turning pink before, I'm practically glowing magenta now, pink giving way to a more purple pleasure tone. I shudder at the thought of her making me come that many times. "That sounds more like a reward than a punishment. Maybe you actually do like teasing?"
"I will show you teasing, my sweet treasure." Winny made a flustered sort of croaking growl noise in her throat. "I want to see you turn that shade in person. Tell me what it means."
"It means I'm happy and horny and I want my dragon to fuck my brains out.
All of them, even the little ones in each octopus limb," I taunt as I curl several more vibrantly purple-pink tentacles over my body, stroking my clit and teasing between my pussy lips.
Teal longing swirls through the purples now. Tides, I want her.
"Huh, that's a lot of little heads to get to, isn't it?" Winny licks her lips. "Are your suckers sensitive? I liked the way they felt on my skin when you touched my hands earlier. I bet you can do wonders with those suckers on sensitive parts, hmm?"
"I can. They’re sensitive like fingertips, not inherently sexual, but super versatile.
I can taste a little with my tentacles, but it's not like eating. More like how some shifters can smell pheromones? Anyway, you taste amazing. It’s why I shifted back to my hands so fast earlier.
I mean, I get what you meant about your pheromones lying, but that doesn’t change the fact you're the sweetest omega I've ever tasted and I wanted..." I bite my lips and shake my head, worried I’ve already said too much and revealed the depths of my growing infatuation. I don’t want to scare her away.
"Wait. So, you’re saying I taste too good for public consumption?
" Winny teases, her posture lifts into an exaggeratedly puffed up bird strut that makes me smile. That puffed up avian self-assurance is utterly charming on her, I catch myself leaning toward the screen, hanging on her words to see where she takes this. “You want to taste me again, don’t you treasure?”
I flush, tucking my chin slightly as I nod. "Yeah. I want to taste you all over."
Winny cocks her head at me, pinning me with her perceptive gaze. "You want to fuck me with your tentacles, treasure?"
"Um, maybe? If you want me to?" The words come out as a question, even though I don't intend for them to.
Swirls of ochre find their way back into my pink and I'm so frustrated with my uncertainty that they immediately turn to a burnt umber from it. Ugh. Now amused aqua has me all muddy and puce when I want to be nothing but magenta for Winny. So she can see how much she’s turning me on without all the muddled mixed feelings. .
"Ah. You do." Winny smirks at me, her posture still reminds me of a strutting peacock, but I don't think she'd appreciate the comparison.
Smug as a dragon; that descriptor she might enjoy, my fierce dragon protector.
"And all those other colors tell me you feel weird about it.
You'll tell me what those ones mean another time.
For now, what's hard about asking to fuck me? "
I shrug.
"It's complicated?" she guesses. "I can relate to complicated. We don't have to talk about it yet."
"We don't?" That startles me into meeting her eyes again.
"Nope. You don't owe me every detail about your life just because we both want to get off together.
For now, it's enough to know that it's hard for you to ask for things.
So, you want me to be in charge when we fuck, is that it?
My sweet princess needs her dragon to show her it's okay to want?
No...that's not quite right, is it? You need your fierce dragon protector to demand it of you.
So you don't have to worry about doing it wrong. Am I right?"
I nod, choked up about how easily she sees to the core of me, and by some miracle, what she sees doesn't make her turn away.
Something about her makes me feel safer than anyone else ever has.
Even when she called me naughty earlier, with so much affection she might as well be calling me perfect.
The realization is like a soothing balm on tense nerves, it lets me relax enough to attempt getting into character for her.
"Yes, oh great and powerful winged one." I wink at her.
Winny snorts. "Hmm, wings are touchy, next time praise the glorious bounty of my treasure horde."
"I thought I'm your treasured whore?" I tease her.
Winny guffaws. "Rude, but I'll allow it. You are a priceless gem, my dear. Now, you promised me a show and dragons take promises very seriously."
"Yes, your fearsomeness." I adjust myself so that she'll have a better view as I rub my palms along my thighs with fingers splayed. I’m cringing internally at how awkward the title sounds compared to all her eloquent talk about me.
I'll just blame it on the fact I'm a bit lovestruck over how easily she's offering me the chance to live out my dearest fantasies.
"That's more like it. Open up and show me how deep inside that pretty pink color reaches, my sweet naughty girl. I want to see every inch of you glowing magenta just for me."
"Yes, my dragon." I spread myself open with my fingers.
I pause so I can adjust the camera angle, panting at the ache of delayed desire.
I tilt my phone so Winny has a clear view as I ease a tentacle tip inside and savor the sweet suction that isn't under my conscious control.
Showing her my splayed open pussy doesn't leave me nearly as laid bare as her promises make me feel.
"Mm, that's it. Deeper, open a little more, my naughty princess. Imagine that I'm the one opening you up and making you drip with need. That's my good girl. My very own treasure trove."
My face heats with the color at her praise as I obediently fuck myself open on camera.
I know this is just a game, but damn, she's saying everything I've ever wanted to hear. I might come the sheer promise of those words as I fuck myself. She’s got it backwards, I’m not the treasure here, what she’s offering me is, even if it only lasts for one fleeting moment, I’ll cling to the memory of tonight forever.
This chance to belong with someone with no fear or shame is priceless.